It will pass when it passes

Breath, this will pass

This is for those who have its portion with bad luck and hopeless days. For those who have troubles getting out of bed each day and those who don’t seem to see the use in life anymore; this is for you.

Life seems even harder to live by when it hasn’t been your day, month or even year. It’s hard to stay hopeful when nothing really works out how you have planned out to be. We all are winging life as we go through phases of warmth and love and empty phases of loneliness. It’s the sunny days that we all long for all year long, but it’s the dark days that can teach us something to make us into a more resilient person. Each day is a new chance again to take on the challenges that life throws at us. And even obstacles in which we can’t seem to overcome within a certain period that we put ourselves on it – it doesn’t matter.

Life flows as it flows,

though sometimes some people have more luck than others – it doesn’t mean that the Universe has something against you. It doesn’t mean everyone is out to get you. We are only able to see things from our own perspective, hence thinking that there must be something wrong with ourselves when we go through some traumatic experiences. And no matter how horrifying and devastating those situations are, it will eventually pass.

Slow down for a bit, breath, this will pass.

For the sake of your own well-being, you should let go of things that have hurt you in the past. You should be able to let things pass in a way that it could serve you in a healthy way. Be angry when you need to lash it out, but don’t stay angry forever – it will pass. Be disappointed when you have miscalculated your expectations towards certain people, but don’t stay disappointed forever while others have probably already have moved on with their life.

Be and feel anything that you need to feel in order to properly progress what has happened, but don’t stay forever in that space where you don’t allow yourself to pass on with your life.

You are not doing anyone a favor by letting old wounds pass. Instead, you are doing it for your own sake, you are doing yourself a big favor.

Breath, whatever you are going through now, this will pass.

It will pass if you allow it to pass. It will pass if you pass off your ego and the belief that you are a victim in life. Because you are not. You have control of your life, maybe not everything that happens. But you do have your perception of life in hand by deciding to believe that everyone goes through stuff. And that you go through the same too in another context. It doesn’t mean you can’t feel demotivated by it when can’t seem how to navigate through this messiness. But don’t drown yourself in a pool of self-pity, because everything eventually will pass.

It will pass when it passes.

So give yourself a pat on the shoulder, be proud of the things that you have overcome. All good things may come to an end, but please remember, it goes the same with those moments you wish you could erase and pretend it didn’t happen.

Breath – this too will pass.

From the girl who rambles through life 

 

All good things come to an end, but so does all the bad things

We say good things always come to an end.

It’s true.

Everything we experience and encounter will never last forever, though there are times it does feel like it lasts forever. Still,

Life goes on. 

It is inevitable and no one ever can avoid it, and honestly, do we want life stops for us when good things come to an end? My first thought would be: ‘Of course I want life to stop for me when good things come to an end.’
In this sense, I would get the feeling that I have more time to recover from it. It may be true that I would fully recovered in the end. The down side is, life has stopped then as I have wished, which means nothing will ever happen then. Not now, not ever.

It may feel soul sucking to go through several losses which are good things to begin with. A cousin who you used to play with during your childhood, but ended abruptly, not knowing why he never came again to your house to play, which in the long run has turned us into strangers when we have become adults ourselves. I have no idea what happened to his dreams. I have not the slightest idea what kind of a person he has turned out. And honestly, how mean this sounds; I don’t care either, because our bond has long ago evaporated in the air. Still, I have our memories to reminisce about.

The enthusiasm you felt when you were younger when you did the most simplest things, which gradually decreased year after year. Friends whom you used to regularly hang out with over a cup of coffee, but suddenly disappear at the same time when my sincerest smiles disappeared too. We can’t escape this pattern, it’s engraved in our life the minute we were born. It was already decided for us that all good things will come to an end, which means;

All bad things come to an end, too 

The self-doubt I constantly have felt in high school; Do they like me? Do I look cool in this? Am I smart enough? What if they find me weird? 

I used to be more conscious about my appearance, but which teenage girl doesn’t? I never would dare to thought that all these self-doubt would go away at some point. Maybe not all at once, but up until this day, I have such different worries than before. And to know that these worries of mine will somehow vanish as well, feels like a huge burden off my shoulders. It gives me hope to continue my quest to be the person I want to be. It gives me strength to fight my worthy battles and to come out even stronger than before.

It’s true that good things come to an end, but so does all the bad things. 

When good things come to an end, there is space again for other good things to happen. You would collect memories from the good old days and place it somewhere safe where no one can touch it, and you would make new memories again while you live through it.

When bad things come to an end, there is space again for other bad things to happen.
You would collect life long lessons from your previous experiences and look back at to remind yourself to not make the same mistakes, and you continue to learn while making other mistakes while you live through it.

All good things come to an end, but do not forget;

So does all the bad things.

From the girl who rambles through life 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A round of applause

Who doesn’t love to hear praises from others? I know I do.

Unfortunately, praises were a rare gem for me. There were more times I got laughed at for the things I did, or simply because of the way I looked. There were more jokes about how “stupid” I was than compliments directed at me. As time passes by, you slowly but surely start to believe those words which repeatedly have been said to you.

Because, there must be a reason why it has been said that many times, right?

I believed more in insults, jokes and assumptions about myself than when someone genuinely said something nice about me. I would shrug it off and acted awkward because I simply didn’t know how to take a compliment. And somehow I just couldn’t believe it to be true. And so, I was set to act according to those words, because I thought it was a confirmation of the way I am.

I was stuck in this vicious circle of negativity where I no longer felt I was worth it.

From there on, I tried to find comfort in positive words instead. I would long for encouragement from my parents when I thought I deserved it, I would long for compliments from my boyfriend when I did my best on my appearance, I would long for supporting words from friends when I needed it most. But it never was as much as I wanted it to be. And sometimes even worse; it never came.

It wasn’t enough to outweigh all the previous times when someone said something negative about me.

There was no use wallowing in self-pity. In one way or another, I did this to myself. Of course, I can’t control what people say or think about me, but I am able to turn it into something positive instead. When someone says I’m not smart, I can either believe it or prove to myself that it’s not true. I don’t need to prove it to other people, but I need to prove it to myself in order to actually believe that I can turn everything into something I can learn from. Because it’s true, I’m indeed not smart… enough. Or I might not be beautiful…. enough.

But here is the thing, I get to decide when enough is enough.

Every time I prove to myself that something about myself is enough, I hear a round of applause in my mind. I clap for myself for being able to see the things as they are, instead of how I wanted them to be. I am constantly observing to learn more about myself in order to expand my “enough”.

Today I’m enough, and tomorrow I might not be, but that’s why we have another day to grow into something more. To be able to think this out loud, is another accomplishment. I am proud of myself, finally, after all those time.

A round of applause, please 

From the girl who rambles through life